Raegan held the steering wheel firmly and gently pressed the brake.

The car was brought to a stop in less than three minutes.

Raegan was still rattled after the car stopped. Her car was equipped with run-flat tires, which were not supposed to burst unexpectedly.

Raegan took a deep breath and stepped out to check the car.

The street she had just driven on had a manhole cover sticking out, with sharp nails all around it. It seemed like a trap had been set on purpose. Who would do something like that?

Fortunately, Raegan was relatively calm. A less experienced driver might have ended up rolling the car.

Just then, a lady in her sixties approached Raegan, exclaiming, “Oh dear, what happened? Did your tire burst?"

Raegan just nodded.

The lady quickly suggested, “You're quite lucky! My son has been a mechanic for years. How about I get him to change your tire?"

Raegan found the lady's offer too enthusiastic and politely refused, "No, thanks."

Raegan planned to call for a tow truck and possibly get a replacement vehicle. But time was tight.

The lady lingered close by, chattering away about swapping the tire for Raegan.

Raegan firmly declined and moved away to phone for help.

When she finished the call and looked back, her car was already lifted on a jack. A dirty man in his thirties was replacing the tire.

Raegan came over with a serious expression, asking, “What are you doing?"

The lady responded with a smile, “No need to worry. We're just helping you with the tire change."

Raegan's expression turned to a scowl. “I didn't give you permission to do that."

The lady laughed Lightly. "You say you didn't ask, but we couldn't have proceeded without your approval, right?"

Raegan was at a loss for words. She had explicitly declined their help.

Nevertheless, the man finished the job swiftly.